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Milo was balancing a tray with a plate, a mug of tea, a soda bottle with a flower in it and an actual soda bottle. They…
“Oh, sweet! Wallpaper!” Calliope said. Milo followed after her, waving both arms like he was trying to land an airship. Calliope, no! It’s not art! I…
Ann dug her nails into the crumpled top of the paper bag and banged on the door of Room 102 with her other hand. “Damn it,…
When Calliope learned Mordecai did not require that any of the four dozen eggs be reserved for this evening’s chocolate cake, she requested a recipe card.…
Milo was sitting at the table, not eating, and staring into space. The household were quite used to him doing this under ordinary circumstances. Post-concussion, he…
Milo was having a late lunch as himself today. Ann didn’t have a show, shopping did not appear necessary, and he had been doing some more…
Calliope was sitting cross-legged on the floor, and drawing with charcoal. He sat up and blinked at her. “I’m sorry, babe. Did I wake you up?”…
House Rules Conquest with seven players (Ann and Milo played, over the General’s objection that obviously they were going to ally with each other.) ate up…
Milo came home in the late afternoon and crept in the front door, trying to be as little noticed as possible. All the action was usually…
“Milo, what do you think?” Calliope said. Milo thought it was horrible, that was what Milo thought. And his expression betrayed as much. He hadn’t been…
Sanaam abandoned his trunk in the alley and pulled the cheap, painted mask over his face. It was from Wakoku, with bold red and white stripes,…
Milo noted the kitchen lights were on. This was possible because he had waved out the mage lights in the front room as soon as he…
Milo woke up late. It was late because it was light out. Hyacinth was sitting in one of the kitchen chairs, asleep with her head on…
Mordecai broke for dinner a bit earlier than may have been financially strategic. Usually on a Frig’s Day he’d play right through to eight or nine,…
Hyacinth came in through the back door with boxed dinners and heard the Beatles. This annoyed her. Mordecai, if you are home, you can cook. Why…
Ann staggered up the porch steps and into the front room like a gunshot victim — pale and shuddering, with her arms wrapped around her middle…
Milo carried the record player into Room 103. It was dim and shadowy, the big window let in only moonlight. He tapped the mage light that…
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